The rebirth of Fu Jia returns

Chapter 31 Absurdity

Lin Nianyou turned around and saw Fu Rong who was wearing luxurious jewelry all over her body. The corners of her mouth smirked, and then she looked at her with a smile on her face and said, "It's Sister Rong. I'm a little busy these days, so I haven't visited Madam. , is she better?"

Fu Rong smiled and said: "Auntie is much better now, and I will take Fu Jia and me to a palace banquet in a few days. Then, Sister Lin will be able to see Auntie."

Lin Nianyou raised his eyebrows and said, "Fu Jia? Didn't you say that Mrs. Fu Jia is mad at you?"

"Hey, yes, but who knows what method Miss Fu used, anyway, the auntie is protecting her." After finishing speaking, Fu Rong glanced at Lin Nianyou's face, which became almost invisible. go down.

Fu Rong smiled secretly, but she pretended to be helpless and said, "It's better not to talk, sister Lin, I'm going to class."

With that said, he dragged Song Linlang away.

While walking, Song Linlang looked back and said regretfully, "Rongrong, you can't let me say a few more words to Lin Lin..."

"Oh, it's time for class, and there will be opportunities in the future, or Mr. Lan will scold someone." Fu Rong dragged Song Linlang away.

The thorn has already been pierced, and it is not good to talk too much.

Lin Nianyou stared at Fu Rong's back, thinking secretly.

She naturally knew that Fu Rong came here on purpose to tell her that not only could Fu Jia not be driven away, but she was still flourishing in Anping Hou Mansion.

But, damn it, she just couldn't let it go.

The scene when Qin Jingxuan saw Fu Jia that day reappeared in front of her eyes.

Qin Jingxuan deliberately found an excuse to visit Fu Jia, she knew it.

Qin Jingxuan still doesn't admit it!
Lin Nianyou gritted her teeth and followed Liu Siyue to the classroom.

After school in the morning, Master Lan left Liu Siyue and Lin Nianyou behind to discuss the establishment of a poetry club.

This matter was brought up by Lin Nianyou. Today's emperors value culture, and empresses also like those elegant things, and the most important thing is women's talents. Therefore, Beijing-China culture is prevalent.

However, Lin Nianyou was a little absent-minded today.

After several people discussed the general charter, the conditions for membership, and the name of the poetry club, they dispersed.

When Lin Nianyou returned to Jian'anbo Mansion, it was lunch time.

Liu Siyue kept her at Liu's house, but because of what Fu Rong said in the morning, she felt upset, so she declined.

The maid Song Yun got her order to deliver a letter to Qin Jingxuan. Lin Nianyou wanted to see him, but Qin Jingxuan said he didn't have time.

Lin Nianyou felt more and more uncomfortable.

For a while, he suspected that Qin Jingxuan was avoiding her on purpose, and for a while, he remembered Qin Jingxuan's eyes looking at Fu Jia, surprised and probing, with a hint of amazement.

Lin Nianyou only felt disturbed in his heart, and an unknown fire flared up, so he took Song Yun out of the courtyard and wandered aimlessly.

The weather in early summer, the sunshine is just right, and the breeze caresses the face gently, just like the delicate hands of a baby, it makes people feel warm.

Lin Nianyou walked slowly towards the back garden along the bluestone path.

The Jian'anbo mansion was not bad when the old uncle died, but after the old uncle passed away, the mansion declined day by day.

Lin Nianyou looked at the garden that was supposed to be full of flowers and full of vitality, but now there were only a few sparse crabapple trees and a few sycamore trees in the corner.

I also planted some flowers and plants, but they are common ones, nothing to see, nothing compared to Anping Marquis Mansion, where exotic flowers and plants compete for beauty.

On the contrary, the clump of roses in the west has just bloomed, which is eye-catching.

"Let's go over and have a look." Lin Nianyou let out a breath, trying to express the depression in his heart.

Song Yun agreed, and looked up to see that the sun was getting brighter, so she ordered the little girl behind her to bring some tea and fruit.

The master and servant came to the rose garden.

I saw the clumps of roses in full bloom, tall and graceful, with layer upon layer of petals, stretching in the breeze, red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow, Lin Nianyou especially liked the yellow one. , fresh and elegant, bright and moving.

"Song Yun, go and cut off that branch and put it in the house." Lin Nianyou pointed to the yellow rose plant in the distance and said.

Song Yun let out an "hey" and wanted to go around.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed from behind, smelling of alcohol, and hugged Song Yun.

"Beauty, don't run away, I caught you..."

Song Yun screamed, and lashed out at the people behind.

"Hey, you still dare to hit me, you little bastard!" The figure behind Song Yun let go of his hand, hugged his head and shouted.

Lin Nianyou was shocked by the sudden incident, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be his father, Jian'an Bolin Zishu.

"Father!"

Lin Nianyou trembled violently, and her voice changed.

Lin Zishu of Jian'an Bo was half sober when Lin Nianyou yelled out his identity.

"Oh, yes, it's Nianyou, why are you here?"

Lin Nianyou's face was livid, and he said coldly: "Why am I here? This is my home, so I'm naturally here. I want to ask my father, why are you here in the clear sky?"

"Nonsense, isn't this my home? Why can't I be here, damn girl, your wings are stiff, dare to talk back, don't think that the old lady is protecting you, you can ignore your elders, I am your old man, make me anxious I can punish you like this!"

Jian Anbo was robbed by Lin Nianyou, he couldn't hold back his face, and began to curse and point fingers.

Lin Nianyou was so angry that she trembled all over, tears streaming down her face.

Song Yun beside her clutched the torn clothes, and sobbed along with her.

"Shut up! I saw you as your luck, so why cry? It's not bad luck! I'll accept you tonight!"

Jian Anbo has long taken a fancy to Song Yun, but because of being his daughter's personal servant girl, he can't move around. After drinking today and seeing Song Yun's slim figure, he has long forgotten Lin Nianyou , ready to take the opportunity to make things happen,
When he cursed and vented enough, he waved his sleeves and left with his hands behind his back.

Lin Nianyou only felt cold in his heart.

This is her father, and this is Tangtang Jian'anbo Mansion.

Gold and jade are outside, and filth is inside, filth and dirt are hidden, making people disgusting.

Song Yun was frightened by what Jian Anbo said just now, and as soon as her legs gave way, she knelt down for Lin Nianyou.

"Girl, girl, save this slave, slave, slave is leaving, who will serve you..."

Song Yun kowtowed to Lin Nianyou while crying, she was only 17 years old, exactly the same age as Hua, how could she be with a half old man like Jian Anbo.

Besides, besides, there is still Mr. Qin, she has known about Lin Nianyou and Mr. Qin for a long time, Mr. Qin is in the wind and flourishing, how can a bad old man like Jian'an be able to compare?

Song Yun lay on the uneven gravel road and wept bitterly.

Lin Nianyou was filled with grief and humiliation. She looked at Song Yun, who was kneeling on the ground so pitifully, and the anger in her heart seemed like a huge wave breaking up on the sea.

"Song Yun, you go back first, I won't let you have trouble." Lin Nianyou gritted his teeth, and calmly ordered the little girl to take Song Yun back to the yard first, then turned around and walked to the old lady's Longevity Hall.

　Jiajia will grow step by step, rest assured!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)